Story tag results for captive

- Helplessness washed over me like a crimson tint. I had let myself, a grown man, be stripped naked, bound and blindfolded. Had she now left me as well? I was more afraid to call for help, than I was...

- my pen has paced this paper back and forth tracing things I've said before back and forth repeating what I'm afraid to say yet free to write I love you, my darkness I'm addicted to the pleasure that ...

- I sat in the small, dark interrogation room- I mean, “interview room” waiting for my interrogator. I tried to convince myself that everything would be all right. I took deep breaths and tried not to ...

- After a hard day's work in the prison ... I leave work, I'm so tired. I stand all day at work, since I am the supervisor of an industrial line in an all men's prison, an easy job for the incarcerat...

- Like a precious bird that sings a song just for me, I want to keep you locked in my gilded cage so only I can hear your special melody; To possess you so you give all your charms over freely, And ke...

- Nervously, she looks around the small, locked room …. cinderblock walls painted a horrible green and furnished with only a scarred wooden table and two heavy wooden chairs. Behind her, the heavy metal...